Pink BowsA Poem by JessiA little sociopath.My wrists are caught in barbed wire but I don't feel the pain The man next door, they took away Momma said he was insane Maybe there is something I could have said In that mans' backyard his daughter's dead She went missing and the whole town knows The gates are locked, alarms are set But one day his daughter wore pink bows She looked so pretty I could not compete I stole Mommas' knife And I cut off her head and feet Now I have in my hair pink bows But sshh... no one knows.
© 2009 JessiAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on October 22, 2009 AuthorJessiWest Monroe, LAAboutI'm Jessi and I live in Louisiana. I'm Jewish... and creepy. I really don't know what to say. I want to be a writer, and get my freaky stories published. People think I'm messed up for writing what I.. more..Writing
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